#cutler beckett x fem!reader

[imaginepirates]

Beck and Call

The reader is an employee of Beckett's, working as an entertainer to gather information at social events. While getting a little too close to clientele for Beckett's taste, you're pulled off to an unoccupied room so he can remind you exactly who's in charge. Of course, things get frisky from there.

Please note that the reader is fem. Also know that the fic features a heated makeout session and strip-tease, but no full nsfw content.

@emdrabbles @tesserphantom @viper-official @hellspawn-brownies @groovy-lady @ghoulishbehaviour

~3300 words

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What first caught your eye was the rather loud waistcoat. Even from across the room, the amount of embroidery looked egregious. It was somewhat made up for by the tasteful choices in color, which managed not to clash with each other on the bright fabric. If the Lowell family were known for anything, it was their flamboyance. And annoyingly good hair, you thought to yourself, touching your own lightly to ensure the pins were staying in place. 

The wearer of said offending waistcoat was the youngest of the Lowell boys, quite eager to prove himself to high society. He was a handsome sort, with a sharp jaw and a ready smile, all blonde curls and shining eyes. Open to speaking about anything, too, which was exactly why you were there. 

The boy’s father had just come into a position in the House of Lords, and would be yet another influencing factor on trade. Your job was to make him talk, to see how open his father might be to working with your own employer, a certain Cutler Beckett. Beckett was always looking for political sway, so you were always dragged to social events to eavesdrop. Spying was too harsh a word, he told you, though you knew he’d let you call it whatever you liked as long as the job got done. 

Thankfully, all socials needed entertainers, and entertaining made you just interesting enough to speak to. You could, of course, pose as some highborn lady, but for the Lowell boy, nothing less than the most dazzling performer would do.

You struck a captivating figure, even you had to admit. Beckett had near outdone himself—he wasn’t one to be afraid of dressing you immodestly, but your dangerously low neckline was nothing short of scandalous. Your dress, a dark turquoise mantua the color of stormy seas, was accented by embellishments of white and gold. Tiny satin roses sat along a creme stomacher, and lace spilled out from the elbows of your sleeves and along your collar. False ringlets hung at the sides of your face, giving the illusion you had more hair than a head could hold. Your jewelry, too, had its own extravagance. A pearl necklace lay at your throat in three lengths, and your earrings featured one dangling pearl apiece. 

Truth be told, you felt a little like a trussed up doll, but you supposed that was all you were for the evening anyway. 

You took your place amongst the musicians, keeping an eye on the boy as you went. You made sure to pass by close enough that he had no choice but to notice you, and you blushed prettily as his gaze trailed after you. Eye contact. If you’d learned anything, meeting a man’s eye for a brief moment was more daring, more alluring, than any dress you could ever wear. 

Working for Beckett required a wide range of abilities from you—singing, dancing, pianoforte, social skills—and you were always expected to put them to use. There were the other necessities, sometimes, like good aim, which you preferred to leave to Mercer, but you learned all the same. Tonight, thankfully, all that was required of you was your voice

So you sang. Backed by a small ensemble, you provided the music for partygoers to dance to, raking your eyes over the crowd all the while, taking in the social scene. You stood at the perfect spot for observing who talked to who, and which groups avoided each other, and if anyone’s dress was out of season, and whether or not the Lowell boy accepted drinks from waiters. 

Oh, and Beckett’s piercing gaze. 

Nobody else noticed—nobody else could—as Beckett watched you from the corner of his eye. His stare raked across you, making gooseflesh rise on your arms and a shiver run down the back of your neck. He watched, of course, to make sure you were doing your job, and that his eyes weren’t the only pair drawn to you. But you had been under his employment a long time, and you knew his many looks, and the darkness in this particular look was one he reserved for precious few people. In fact, you weren’t sure you’d ever seen him direct this look to anyone but yourself, which gave you a little too much satisfaction. 

This look was one of desire, and you’d be damned if you didn’t capitalize on it. Beckett wasn’t the only one who could toy with people. 

The performance over, you mingled with the crowd, graciously accepting compliments and putting on a dazzling smile. It didn’t take long for the boy to be drawn over; his eyes carding over you with clear interest, and you knew it wasn’t just your voice drawing his attention. 

“That was positively breathtaking.” He had a pretty smile, you conceded to yourself, but was full of foppish energy you’d have to brace yourself against. 

“Thank you.” You pretended to be flattered. 

“You’re breathtaking, as well. Wherever did you get that dress?”

The problem, you found, was that he was really and truly interested. All his excitement was genuine, and as much as you hated to use it against him, it was your job. “The silk is from China,” you lied. China sounded much more interesting than Bristol, and he wouldn’t know the difference. 

Soon, he was talking about his father, and you listened to every word. When the topic of spices and textiles arose, you slipped Beckett’s name into the mix, mentioning him as the gifter of your dress. To the Lowell boy, it was nothing more than an offhand comment, but you knew Beckett’s name was in his brain now, and as sure as he was to mention you to his father, he would be mentioning Beckett as well. 

It was when you let him inspect the pearls at your throat that you noticed Beckett’s glare from across the room, hot and fixated on the spot where the boy’s fingers made contact with your skin. You had the sudden feeling you’d done something wrong. Oh, the show you were making of yourself wasn’t truly vital, no, but surely Beckett couldn’t be upset about it. 

Surely he couldn’t be jealous.

Mercer appeared by your shoulder in short order, seemingly out of nowhere. “I’m afraid the songbird is needed elsewhere,” he drawled. “I’m sure she’ll be back in not too long.”

“Oh, of course.” The boy smiled, bidding you farewell. “For you, I can wait.” 

You rather hoped he didn’t.

You let Mercer drag you away from the crowd, though his iron grip on your arm wasn’t wholly necessary. You had no doubt who the order had come from—you were at the man’s beck and call. A thrill ran through you; you couldn’t help but feel a little excited. After all, you’d succeeded in making the famously well-restrained Cutler Beckett snap under the weight of jealousy. But you were apprehensive, too. There was no telling just how he would react, and though you weren’t afraid, necessarily, you were aware he could cause you discomfort without doing harm. 

Mercer pulled you into a library, oak shelves making a maze of the room. At the back, Beckett sat in a comfortable looking chair, rising unhurriedly to greet you. He gave you a casual once-over before turning away to inspect a row of exotic artifacts, affecting disinterest.

“You’ve taken quite the shining to the Lowell boy.” 

“Well,” you started, taking on the same air, “shining is the word to describe me tonight. You’ve made sure of that.”

He turned back to you then, regarding you darkly. He wouldn’t fall for any of your charm; at least, he’d be aware of your acting. You couldn’t fool him. 

But you didn’t need to. Despite trying to make it look otherwise, he’d already given away his attraction to you, and it only felt right to give him what he made you give others. You couldn’t get shy on him now—that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted your acting, even if he knew that’s what it was. You were a performer, and he liked a show.

“Your…enthusiasm…in tonight’s assignment was unparalleled. I’ve never seen you take such an interest in any of our potential clients before.” Beckett looked up at you through dark lashes. “Though,” he paused, brows knitting together ever so slightly, “I do wonder why that boy in particular caught your attention.”

You fingered one of the small roses adorning your dress, trying very hard to seem like you weren’t thinking critically about your answer. “Oh,” you sighed, letting your chest rise and fall a little more than natural, “you know how it is. He’s young and pretty and has so many stories and so much energy. One can’t help but get pulled into his halo of excitement.”

Beckett snorted. “Please. You’re too smart to find any substance in that sort of personality.”

“It’s not his personality I need to find substance in.”

Beckett’s eyes flashed with an intensity you’d never seen, dangerous. You were in deep waters now, you realized, and there was no backing out. 

“Of course,” you continued, “we would need an empty room and locking doors. I’m sure you could procure something of the sort, given our current atmosphere.” You waved a hand, vaguely gesturing at the library. Then, you stilled, looking back at Beckett with your brows raised as if a thought had only just now occurred to you. “You weren’t hoping for something similar, dragging me in here, were you?”

Lighting quick, Beckett had one of your wrists in his hand, pulling you closer, his breath ghosting across the shell of your ear. “I know what you’re doing. I wouldn’t test me, if I were you.”

Your breath caught in your throat, and the nerves in your wrist crackled with some electric impulse triggered by Beckett’s touch. It took everything in you not to gasp. You hadn’t expected his hold to be so tight, but he kept you in a vice grip, and you knew then and there you couldn’t pull away even if you wanted to. 

You steeled your nerves. This was a game, and you had to make your next move, risky as it felt. 

“Or what?” You whispered low in his ear. Your free hand made its way to the joint between his shoulder and chest as if to steady yourself on him, a teasing touch. He breathed deeply against it, and the light press of your fingertips became the flat of your palm.

“Or I’ll show you just what can be done in an empty library.”

He pulled away abruptly, a tidal wave of relief cascading over you. The onslaught wasn’t over, of course, but he was giving you a respite, and though you weren’t admitting defeat quite yet, you’d take it. 

Beckett sat back in the chair, relaxing, a smirk resting on his face. “Go on then. Show me how you would seduce this boy.”

You nearly balked at the suggestion. Whatever you’d been expecting, it wasn’t this—this forwardness, so casually put, not a trace of hesitancy to be seen. You only wondered for a brief moment whether he was serious; the confidence in his deepening smirk told you all you needed to know. 

You straightened. Beckett wasn’t going to back down, and his words weren’t a suggestion. They were an order. That thought alone made you weak at the knees.

Always start slow. This was a seduction, and a seduction called for a certain amount of teasing. Anticipation was the true key; keep your voyeur waiting until they simply couldn’t wait any longer, until they became too enthralled to turn away. You began with the pins at the back of your dress, letting the pleats and folds in the back fall with each steel fastening removed. Heavy fabric settled on the floor, the back of the dress now more of a train. 

Beckett was still perfectly composed, but the effect of your efforts was clear. His eyes followed your every movement keenly. You took advantage of it, having nowhere to set the pins but the small desk beside him. You bent down, allowing him a good look at your décolletage, and you were gratified to see him draw in a breath. 

Next to go was the stomacher, also pinned in place. Here, the true divestment began. Once the stomacher was off, the front of your stays would be on full display. You’d known Beckett a long time, and he’d seen you in plenty of compromising positions, but never like this. 

Eye contact, you reminded yourself. More alluring than any dress. More alluring than any undress. 

Beckett settled back in his chair as the stomacher came undone, staring openly at the space it previously occupied. You wondered how often he’d had the chance to see women’s undergarments so personally, but waved that though away, bringing your hands up to the ruffled sides of your bodice and slowly, ever so slowly, peeled it off your shoulders and let it drop to the ground. 

Beckett readjusted in his seat. You could hear his breathing, now, and his lips sat slightly parted, as if he could taste you on the air. Your arms, now bare, felt the chill of the library acutely. If you shivered, it wasn’t from the cool alone—Beckett’s eyes raked over you with undisguised lust, making it hard for you to keep from blushing. You were all petticoats, well beyond the definition of improper. 

You untied your silk skirt, a matching turquoise to the bodice, never taking your eyes off Beckett’s own, even as his wandered. You had to slip it off over your head, but you managed it smoothly. That too you dropped on the floor, letting it slide right out of your fingers. 

Beckett’s eyes met yours again, though you could tell he was getting impatient. You loosed the panniers from your sides where they hung to give your skirt its volume, dangling them from your fingers. You walked towards him, setting the small hoops down atop the pins you’d put next to him. Precious little covered you; your modesty was saved by your chemise, though you didn’t expect it to last. 

For a long moment, you and Beckett stared at each other. You were close enough to touch, but he refrained from reaching out, clearly interested in what you would do next. 

��May I use the chair?” You didn’t wait for a response, raising one foot to the seat just next to Beckett’s thigh. Your stockings had to go, and you began untying the garter fastened just above your knee, your chemise now hiked up to reveal a sliver of skin. One of Beckett’s hands moved, seemingly involuntary, and you smiled, shaking your head. 

“Look, don’t touch.”

Beckett’s eyes snapped up to yours. It was your turn to give orders, and you weren’t about to play fair. You unlaced your garter, dropping it in Beckett’s lap. Then, inch by inch, you rolled down your stocking, only divesting yourself of it when you were sure Beckett felt tortured by it. He exhaled, resting his head against the back of the seat. But he smiled—a genuine smile—and you knew you were doing the right thing. 

“Dear god,” he breathed, still watching as you undid your other stocking. “You’re lucky I’m a patient man. Otherwise I’d already have you bent over a desk somewhere.”

The way he’d grabbed you earlier, you didn’t doubt it. “And have everything over with so quickly?” you teased. “That’s no fun.”

“You have a point. Though, if you keep me waiting much longer, I might not be able to help myself.” His eyes flicked up to meet yours, and you blushed a little in spite of yourself. 

The moment your other stocking hit the floor, Beckett was out of his seat, spinning you around to press you against the wall. You gasped but didn’t resist, relishing a little in the way his hands explored you, running down your sides and pulling you closer by the hips. His lips brushed your neck, and you tilted your head to give him better access. 

The first kiss seared your skin. You found purchase in the back of his waistcoat, digging your fingers into the fabric to steady yourself. He continued his administrations down to your shoulder, where his teeth drew your attention to the soft bite he left above your collarbone. You couldn’t help the quiet moan that escaped you. If he wasn’t careful, you’d have marks littering your skin come morning, and they’d be on display for everyone to see. You considered that this very thing might be his intent, but his lips at the tops of your breasts distracted you entirely. 

You felt his smirk more than saw it, and you knew he was taking great satisfaction in all the little noises you kept making. His touch became hampered by your stays, but he hardly seemed bothered. 

“Be good for me and turn around, yes?” He murmured.

You complied immediately, shocked by how quickly he made work of the lacings. You couldn’t help but wonder whether he ever meant to kiss you properly. A hint of disappointment wormed its way into your brain; you liked what Beckett was doing to you, that couldn’t be denied, but you didn’t want it to be all he did. You didn’t want to be a fling. If you were being honest with yourself, you longed for him to care about you, and you longed for him to show it.

You turned back to him appraising you, eyes raking over your form. The only thing covering you was your chemise, though you felt naked under his gaze. 

“Kiss me.” You disguised your plea with as much confidence as you could muster. For a moment, you feared he wouldn’t understand, or that he would reject you outright, but all worry was wiped away as his lips crushed against yours, stealing the breath from your lungs with its intensity. 

You were both panting when you parted, though Beckett looked like he could kiss you until he suffocated. The idea both thrilled and concerned you. You reached out, cupping his face in your hands, watching the surprise on his face turn to mild desperation as he leaned into your touch. You pulled him in again for a gentler, more tender kiss, and he sighed against your lips. 

You’d never seen such softness in him before, and you were almost afraid of breaking him. His pupils, blown wide, remained fixed on you in a sort of daze, and to your great astonishment, a blush had crept up his cheeks. 

He hadn’t anticipated this, either, you thought. This tenderness is more intimate to him than any power-play could ever be. You could explore him like this forever, you realized. Gentleness was something foreign to him, but he lost himself in it, needed it terribly. 

Before you could get any further, a knock at the door had you pulling away from each other, gasping for breath and trying to shake off the little world you’d gotten so lost in. 

Mercer slipped in, paying you and your state of undress no mind. He didn’t seem surprised in the slightest to see you both unkempt. “Lord Lowell has an interest in speaking with you, Sir. It seems the youngest Lowell boy has been talking with his father about you.”

“Ah.” Beckett recovered his composure with impressive speed. “I’m glad to hear our little bird sung so sweetly as to sway him.” He looked at you teasingly. Mercer stepped out, affording you some privacy and Beckett a moment to get himself back together. “An unfortunate interruption. Though I do hope you won’t mind resuming later?” You were pleased to see a glint of hope in his eye—he wasn’t as unaffected as he liked to pretend.

“Oh,” you leaned in, whispering in his ear, “I’m counting on it. I’m still not sure you’ve shown me quite everything one can do in an empty library.”

I've never put dividers in my fics before, so please tell me if you liked them!

[luciadiosa]

A entchanting mermaid

Masterlist

Part 8

You kneel at the edge of the pond and stretch out your hand to the water. Your fingertips glide over the cool water. In the water plays numerous fish. Including koi. A Japanese species of carp. They are available in the most important colors.

"That is her?" the king inquires. His gaze continues to be on you. Cutler Beckett bowed slightly.

"That is her." confirms this.

The king looks at you from afar. Innocently you play with the fish and the water. The sun breaks on your pearlescent blue dress.

"Why is she so special to you?" the king now wanted to know.

Cutler looks from him to you. "Well. She's one of a kind. Normally polite and handsome. Certainly obedient with a little tutoring."

The king nods in agreement. You are a beauty. "I didn't think there was an option. I hear you guys are very busy. You are doing a good job for Eas India Trading Company."

"She's more of a koi. My koi." Cutler now explains and smiles. You don't overhear the conversation. "My rare koi."

The king smiles at the metaphor. Then he looked at Cutler for a while. "There are rumours." he started. "You should have a mermaid on your ship. A ship that undoubtedly belongs to the Marina and therefore to the king, me, and everything that is on this ship."

When you look up, you notice the sun disappearing behind dark clouds. Black storm clouds. Then you look at the men. Difficult to see, but you can see Cutler using his index and middle fingers to indicate he's coming. His arm hung loosely beside his body.

Cutler stares at the king with his usual composure. With a smile, that meant he wasn't intimidated. "I am familiar with these rumours."

You gather up the silk and stand up after saying goodbye to the koi.

"Y/N, I discussed everything with the king." Only now do you notice the king. You lower your gaze, lift the dress slightly to the side to make a curtsey. Humble. "We go."

"I await your letter." With these words the king turns and his entourage with him.

The Lord looks up to the sky. "Comes." Without another word you follow him. You feel the lukewarm wind of a summer thunderstorm on your skin. Since you walked the way here, he hadn't organized a carriage. The way to the small apartment was not far.

But halfway the black cloud erupted above you and penetrated your dress and petticoat.

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@umgatochamadopercyval

[sykhan048]

Staring the angelic beauty with sunlight, the poet mind says,

Even though you are a stranger, you appear familiar.

How did you do your magic, whatever it was?

My heart has been captivated by you.

Even if I understand it, I am perplexed.

You are the brightness in my mornings.

Even though you are a stranger, you appear familiar.

[luciadiosa]

Genevieve is such a sweetheart. 😍

and yes I need to write my mermaid fanfiction again. You are right! I have it in my mind. i have to admit Alchelmy of Souls and some other stuff distract me. Soon as I ended the Alchelmy of souls fanficion I will write the mermaid fanfiction again. (it easier for me because I already have a red line for the achelmy of souls fiction. :) )

Since then I will read your, @umgatochamadopercyval, great fanfiction and share it with the world. 🥰😘

Diamond of the sea (James Norrington)

Chapter 1

“Miss Genevieve, may I come in?”

The maid’s voice was a distant thing for Genevieve, who was still well into the dream realm. It was only after being gently shaken that the young woman woke up.

"Good morning Jane" 

she greeted stretching her arms lazily, after moving out of the enormous bed she laid moments ago

"The bath and water are already ready at the washroom for you Miss, alongside the herbs paste you requested" 

the young maid explained while opening the heavy curtains, and allowing sunlight into the spacious room

After eight years living with the Governor, it was easy to think she was Elizabeth's sister, raised to be a proper lady in British society. If it wasn't the fact they were the same age, and Genevive didn't quite look like the family, no one would suspect a thing.

"That is lovely to hear, thank you. I will call for your presence when I’m finished” 

she dismissed before closing the door.

When she entered the washroom, the bathtub was already prepared for her, with cold water filling it to its middle, and in a stool at its side there was a jar of natural water and a small bowl filled with a slime green goo that smelled of seaweed and camomile.

Stripping of her nightgown, Genevive let herself drown in the water, and in seconds instead of her legs there was a sparkling golden mermaid tail, with translucent fins at the end of it, shimmering like gold when the sun passed on it, that matched her hair. With a natural fiber sponge, she cleaned her upper body and face, and later, more carefully, her tail and hair, making sure to not break the skin but also rubbing strong enough to clean it. 

Something about mermaids that most of the stories got true was how fast they weakened at the sun. If they didn’t receive enough water their skin would burn and not long after the mermaid would die. That was one of the reasons they usually liked dark spaces to live in. However, disguising as a human with the Swans, she could not afford that privilege, so as a habit she liked to start her days taking a cold bath, and drinking a full jar of water, which usually was enough. 

She dived her head and cleaned the last bits of goo out of her face and body, feeling ready to end her bath. Using her arms, she lifted herself to the board of the tub and when her tail melted away with a familiar sting, she stepped out of it and draped herself with a towel. 

After that it was the normal process of getting ready for the day: Jane would help her dress herself, this time with something uncomfortable called “corset”, that apparently was the high fashion in London, but she would not make a fuss given it had a new dress with it and more importantly it was a direct request from the Governor.

“You outdone yourself today Jane. It’s impressive” she thanked her, looking one last time at the mirror, and seeing how the blue in the dress complimented her grass green eyes and porcelain skin. 

“Vive, are you ready?” Lizzie voice sounded from the door, a soft knock before

“Lizzie, good morning darling” the door closed with a soft closing 

“Are you feeling nervous for today’s ceremony?” she gossiped while they descended the stairs 

“A bit, actually. Father gave me this new dress and it’s impossible to breathe with the undergarments”

“You look stunning with it though” she reassured her best friend, giving her hand a slight squeeze, before the last steps of the long stair. 

“Elizabeth, Genevieve" Governor Swan greeted “You look absolutely stunning”

“Will” Elizabeth’s face lit up seeing the blacksmith apprentice “It’s so good to see you” a bright smile accompanying the words “I had a dream about you last night” Genevive internally let out a sight, their feelings were obvious to everyone but themselves

“About me?” the boy questioned nervous 

“Is that proper for you…” Weatherby looked uncomfortable

“About the day we met. Do you remember?”

He almost died, and was given a fresh start, he certainly remembers. Lovely start for a conversation. 

“How could I forget Miss Swann?” He smiled charmingly 

“How many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?” Lizzie playfully asked 

“At least once more, Miss Swann. As always” he declined politely, but his eyes were regretful, and she seemed unpleased with his awnser, contrary to her father

“There. See? At least the boy has a sense of propriety. We really must be going”

“Good day, Mr. Turner” was the cold goodbye her sister gave, which obviously confused the poor young man. 

“Have a good day, Mr. Turner” was Genevives’s, although hers was warmer in tone.

“Come along” was the Governor’s cue that the carriage was already waiting for them. 

Outside the house the sun shone brightly on their heads, and they soon were inside the vehicle on their way. 

“You should be less harsh on him, Lizzie. Mr. Turner is always polite with you” she whispered to the other, once they were getting to their destination. 

And that was chapter 1.

(@luciadiosa I'm seeing you reading this and I'm waiting your mermaid fic hahahaha)

[aviradasa]

Welcome to my masterlist

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

{Picture from Pinterest}

Shows:

The umbrella Academy

Supernatural

The walking dead

Miraculous ladybug

How to train your dragon (all spin-off shows)

The dragon Prince mysterys of Aaravos

Once upon a time

Anime:

Tokyo ghoul

Death note

My hero academia

Movies

Van helsing 2004

Hellboy 1 and 2

Labyrinth 1986

The MCU as a whole (Marvel cinematic universe)

Same with the DC universe

Avatar 1 and 2

Pirates of the Caribbean (all movies)

Games

Lord of the rings (lotr)

The lost boys (trilogy)

Sally face

Call of duty

Skyrim

Legend of Zelda breath of the wild/ tears of the kingdom

Assassins creed 2

Stardew valley

Books

Creepypasta

(Work in progress I’m reading a lot more recently so give it time any book suggestions are welcome.I’m a huge fantasy fan!!!)

Bands:

Ghost

David Bowie

Mcr

(I’ll add more here once my will to live dies again.)

Characters I will write for:

The umbrella academy:

Luther

Diego

Allison

Five

Klaus

Ben

Viktor

Lila

Marcus

Fei

Alphonso

Sloane

Jayme

Supernatural:

Sam

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Dean

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Castiel

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Lucifer

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

(I'm only on season 5 so if you want more characters let me know and I'll do my best!)

The walking dead:

Rick

Daryl

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Glenn

Maggie

Michonne

Negan

Carl

Rosita

Abraham

Ezekiel

Carol

Miraculous ladybug:

Marinette

Adrian

Luka

Julika

Nino

Alya

Chloé

Kim

Sabrina

Jagged stone

Meeting the kids jagged stone x fem!reader HC

Rose

Nathalie

How to train your dragon:

Hiccup

Astrid

Ruffnut

Tuffnut

Snotlout

Fishlegs

Heather

Eret

Dagur

The dragon Prince, mystery of Aaravos:

Aaravos

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 1

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt 2

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt3

Love long lost Aaravos x Fem!reader pt4

The sight of two stars Aaravos x Startouched elf! Reader

Aaravos introducing you to his daughter pt 1

Aaravos getting ready to propose to you with the help of leola Pt 2

Teenage!leolas first partner is human! How do you and Aaravos react?

You and Teenage!leola sync up during that time of month. Aaravos is done

Callum

Rayla

Claudia

Viren

Soren

Janai

Nyx

Ibis

Amaya

Corvus

Gren

Terry

Once upon a time:

Mr.Gold ( Rumpelstiltskin )

Captain Killian ‘Hook’ Jones ( Captain hook)

Emma Swan

Regina Mills (the ‘Evil’ queen)

Mary Margaret Blanchard (Snow white)

David Nolan (Prince charming)

(work in progress)

Tokyo ghoul:

Ken kaneki

Touka kirishima

Nishiki

Uta

Yomo

Juuzou

My first juuzou x reader hcs

(Lemmi know who else yall want)

Death note:

L

Light

Misa

Ryuk

Rem

Mha:

Deku

Ochaco

Ida

Asui

Todoroki

Shinsou

Toru

Yaoyorozu

Bakugou

Kirishima

Denki

Mina

Jiro

Sero

Tokoyami

Shoji

Koda

Sato

Ojiro

Aizawa

Mic

Hawks

Midnight

Mt. Lady

Shigaraki

Dabi

Mr. Compress.

Toga

(Pretty much anyone 😭 just use common sense and shit.)

Van Helsing (2004):

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel Van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

Hellboy 1 and 2 (live action 2004-2008 movies)

Hellboy

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Abe

Liz

John

Prince Nuada

Different characters react to you stoned/couch logged

Princess nuala

Labrynth 1986

Jareth the goblin king

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Thor

Loki

Tony Stark

Dr, Stephan strange

Wanda

Bucky

Natasha

Nick Fury

Bruce banner

Steven Rodger

DC:

Bruce Wayne

Barry allen

Oliver Queen

Clark kent

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Cyborg

Beastboy

Joker

Harley

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Avatar 1 and 2

Jake sulley

Naytiri

Neteyam

Lo’ak

Kiri

Miles Quaritch

Javier “spider”

Aonung

Grace

Pirates of the Caribbean:

Captain jack sparrow

Captain Hector Barbossa

Will Turner

Elizabeth Swan

James Norrington

Bootstrap bill turner

Davey jones

Lord Cutler Beckett

Calypso ( Tia Dalma)

Lord of the rings/the hobbit (lotr)

Legolas

Aragorn

Sam

Frodo

Pippin

Merry

Boromir

Faramir

Arwen

Gimli

Éowyn

Sally face:

Elrond

The lost boys

Michael

David

Dwayne

Paul

Marko

Star

Max

sal fisher

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Larry and sal (separately) x Chubby!fem!Reader Hcs

Sal x fluttershy like reader hcs

Larry johnson

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Larry Johnson general hcs

Larry and sal (separately) x Chubby!fem!reader hcs

Ash

Sal,Larry,ash (separately) x reader Makeout hc

Call of duty:

Ghost Mw2 and 2009

König

Soap

Price

Graves

Skyrim:

Cicero

Astrid

Arnbjorn

Farkus

Vilkas

Aela

Balgruuf the greater

Legend of Zelda Botw/totk:

Link

Zelda

Mipha

Daruk

Revali

Sidon

Urbosa

Kass

ganon

Assassins creed 2:

Ezio

Stardew valley (Sdv):

Alex

Elliot

Harvey

Sam

Sebastian

Shane

Abigail

Emily

Haley

Leah

Maru

Penny

The wizard

Caroline

Dwarf

Jodi

Kent

Krobus

Robin

Pierre

Sandy

Ghost:

Papa Emeritus 1 (primo)

Papa Emeritus 2 (secondo

Papa emeritus 3 (terzo)

Papa emeritus 4/cardinal copia

Swiss

Aether

Mountin

Phantom

Aurora (we have the same name irl lol)

Rain

Cirrus

Sunshine

Cumulus

Sodo

Dewdrop

David bowie(going by era current stage persona):

Ziggy stardust

Aladdin sane

The thin white duke

Major tom

David bowie

My chemical romance

Gerard way

Party poison

Mikey way

Kobra kid

Frank iero

Fun ghoul

Ray toro

Jet star

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No racism

No hatred

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Fluff

Angst

No self harm. I've struggled with it in the past and still sometimes do so I won't write for it

Smut

(FOR SMUT I WILL NEVER EVER ERITE ANYTHING LISTED BELOW)

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No R@pe

No Necro

No poop or pee shit

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Anything you want I will add

I don't write for Male readers anymore. Due to some uncomfortable and unnessasary comments and requests. I apologize for this. I will write for trans folks though

PS. When requesting please be specific to what fandom/character you want(I will do crossovers.) just so I can make sure to get everything right for ya!

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Enchanting Mermaid

Part 7

After you know your fate you stay for yourself. So you didn't notice the arrival.

The last days you caught a flu. You didn't really remember the first days. A hot day on deck. You feel the sun burns into you flesh but you got sick. A soldier caught you in the moment you black out.

It was a unusual picture. You woke up. Laying in a comfortable bed. A cool cloth on your forehead. Beckett was letting you sleep in his bed and he read do you of a book. It seemed he worried and cared about you a little.

The fight between got in the background. His words echoed in your ears but he knows how to manipulate you.

On the day the ship sets his anchor you was already ready. You didn't say it but seeing a city like london excites you. You forgot about the upcoming plan. Your mouth desires new food, drinks and sweets. You want to look at all the diffrent dresses and people. Feel and admire the nature and its beauty.

As soon as the plank hit the ground you follow the path down on land. People romp on the harbour.

"Can we explore the city?" you ask Beckett which stops next to you.

His head turns to you. "We have time till our meeting. On the way we can explor it."

With a smile you follow him.Your path led you through the parks, you had treated yourself to tea and pastries. You were allowed to taste the desserts in abundance and you quickly forgot that it was a last meal.

But most of all you fell in love with the new dress. The silk, a light sea-blue like a Caribbean lagoon, shimmered like mother-of-pearl in the light. The ornaments were embroidered in a darker shade of blue and gold. Gentle tendrils at the hem of the dress. These can also be found at the top. At the waist from left to right and across the sweetheart bust. Underneath, however, a blouse that covered everything. But certainly to look at, since the cut emphasized the curves a bit. Unusual.

The matching bow in the hair tied the front section back. So that the face is exposed.When the afternoon sun was high in the sky, you had passed some soldiers. You don't know London, so you don't know where you are. Your eyes lingered on the Magnificent Garden. You step into the square with Cutler, which was behind an archway and wall.

Delighted, you spot a large pond. Surrounded by flowers and some water lilies on it. Without thinking, you are drawn to this one. You walk past a group. Almost through. Without realizing it was the king. Who stopped to look after you.

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Enchanting Mermaid

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Part 9

Soon your complete dress was soaked up with water. Your hair is dripping from the rain. The sun has always been too warm and she really enjoys the rain.

With one lip you hum a tune and stand still in the rain. Cutler unlocks the door of the house while you face the raindrops. He couldn't take time to admire you. The rain had soaked him too and your melody reached his ears.

With one move he brought you into the house and closed the door. It was a small terraced house in central London that he owned but rarely used. He just had it cleaned every now and then. Also this time what it was brought to Vordemann. But otherwise they were alone.

The water drips from you two onto the wooden floor. As you turn to face him, you see him walking toward you. decisive. You back away as he draws a knife. "Cutler...?"

Instead of answering, he pushes you against the wall. "You're completely wet. I don't want you to transform." he said at the same moment that he was ripping so much fabric at the seams with the knife and pulling the heavy, wet dress from your body. The corset also falls to the ground.

"There's more to it than such a storm." you explain. He stops moving and seeks your eyes. Only in your slip you stand against the wall. He so much in front of you that you can feel his breath.

He started to say something while getting lost in your eyes. Your melody from earlier was still buzzing in his ears. The longing with which mermaids pull sailors into the deep sparkles in his eyes. But he pushes himself away from the wall and you.

"You should at least warm up." he explains and ran to the fireplace. As he ran, he took off his coat and draped it over a chair. Arriving at the fireplace, he kindled the fire. "I'm going to take a bath. The kitchen is stocked with groceries." he explains. You look at him in surprise. "What? Did you think I couldn't do all this because I usually have servants? It would be a waste of time waiting for this one to arrive. Especially with this weather."

With the words, he withdrew, leaving you alone. Your gaze wandered to the fire. The flames lick up crackling. Color the chimney black and provide warmth. __________ The heat of the water warms his body. He is glad to be out of the wet cold clothes. There was an error. He told himself that sometimes. In such situations. When you're there, when just a note of music rolls off your lips, he wasn't himself anymore. You draw him in and he threatens to lose control every time.

He sighs and lays his head back on the edge of the tub. The storm rages against the windows and facade of the house. Just as you rage on its facade. He should have sold you right away. Ship straight to London. Just being away from him. But in addition to your brutality as a beast, the spell also burned a vulnerability, a bond in him.

However, he already had a plan and hopes that it will work out and that he can push it through. Normally this wasn't a problem. But he wasn't so sure about you anymore.

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Pirates of the Carribean Fanfiction

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Enchanting Mermaid

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The Wish of kissing you

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Your Beloved...(Chapter 30)

Sun are shinning on the sand. A empty island, Jack was laying on his stomach, holding his empty bottle of Rum. Yes, Jack didn't went back to black pearl. He open his eyes and find himself at the island. He put his hand in his pocket to find his compass. But his eyes became wide cause he didn't find it. It is the most necessary thing for him. If it lost then, he won't be able to go back at his black pearl.

Jack: The compass...Where is the compass?

He remember the last night incident. He roamed his memory lane and find that it is left Mini's ship. I have to go to that ship.

Port Royal,

Cutler was in very bad mood. He was muttering under his breath.

Cutler: I don't believe that Mini liked that pirate Jack. What special thing is in him which is likable? And what did she told, "Oh he is my hero, He is soooo handsome!!! Handsome My foot!"

Mini's continuous praising of Captain Jack Sparrow was felt like a poison to his ears. Suddenly,

"HEYO CAPTAIN JACK..."

Cutler smack his hand on his forehead and whinnied, "Not again!"

Mini: "Heyo Captain Jack

Bring me back to the raid road track"

It's none other then Mini who is singing this song, wearing cloth's like Jack. Cutler looked at him tired expression. Mini ran to him and flashed her 32 pair snow white toothy smile. Cutler rolled his eyes. Mini pull a gun from cutler's Pocket.

Mini: "Gimme a gun in my hand

I'm gonna be a shooter man"

Cutler: No...Mini give it to me. 

He snatch his gun and said, "Mini what in the word are you wearing?"

Mini: (Mimicking Jack) Hey ya, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. The Pirate lord. (her own voice) Oh his eyes are so intoxicating, I feel like a drunk.

She acted like a drunk and lean to Cutler. Cutler hold her and make her straight.

Cutler: Mini, from the last night you are praising Jack. You wasted the whole day and night by only talking about him.

Mini: You don't know how awesome he is!

Cutler made a face. Mini looked at him in her corner of her eyes. A mischievous smirk came to her lip.

Jack was roaming ship to ship at port royal. Finally he found the ship where he met with Mini. It didn't take long to find his Compass. 

Jack: Oh my dear compass I won't let you go now.

A police: Hey you!! Who is there?

Jack: Ahhh!!!

He screams and ran from there. After a great hustle bustle the officer's caught him. They bring him to Cutler's office. They knocked,

Cutler: Come in. They entered with Jack . He was shocked first to saw Jack standing arrested, with a smile on his face.

Jack: Hey, Mate. Missed me? 

His shock state vanished by looking at Jack's face. He closed his eyes to control his anger.

Cutler: I'm not your mate.

Jack shrugged. He look at Mini. 

Jack: Oh beauty at port royal! Cutler open his eyes and looked at Jack. He followed his gaze and his anger increased by watching Mini standing in mesmerize.

 Mini: Hello Captain Sparrow!! I don't believe this you are here!! oh It's the most beautiful dream I have. 

Cutler pulled her braid.

Mini: Ouch!! Cutler!! (Annoyed)

Cutler: Welcome back to reality Dr. Mini. (sarcastic)

Mini: By the way why are you chained?

Cutler: He is a criminal. so, it's obvious to chain him like this.

Mini: Oh poor you.

Jack: If I get to see a beautiful girl like you, then it is ok to bound to be a prisoner for the rest of your life.

Mini: Oh you flatterer! (Mini smiling and watching Cutler who was boiling in anger)Cutler: MERCER! TAKE HIM AWAY!

Mercer take Jack away.

Mini: Bye Jack! (sad)

Cutler turned to Mini. He crossed his hand and looking Mini with a frown.

Mini: What?

Cutler: What was that?

Mini: What? oh that...You won't understand that. Isn't he handsome?

Cutler: Did Jack has peacock feathers? What is in him that you like so much ?

Mini: He is stunning. He is my hero!!

Mini leave the place while singing the song again.

Cutler said in frustration, Why is that pirate her hero? Why isn't me?

Groves called him, "Lord Becket"

Cutler: yes.

Groves: Dr. Sen said to give you this ice bags. She said your blood Pressure will increase.

Cutler: Just leave!

A dark place, some people are dancing and jumping. cause once again the door of the cursed cave got open. They are not like humans. They are flowing on air. They are the residence of devil's triangle.

Cutler was at his office. He was seating on his desk. His pens are moving on a paper. Suddenly a thunder storm could heard. He came to the window of his office. He could see the cloudy sky.

Cutler: Oh the weather of Caribbean is unpredictable now a days. Soon the raindrops are began to fall. He was about to move from window to his desk but something caught his attention. A slight smile came to his lips.

Mini was standing in rain spearing her 2 arms with closed eyes. The Raindrops are touching her face softly. She twirl around. Everyone staring her in awe. Other peoples are running to save from rain. But Mini was dancing like a carefree peacock. Children's are also join with her. Cutler was watching her in admired eyes from his office window. He was lost in her. A little boy who was once waved Cutler at hospital balcony, he was also there. He hold Mini's hand and Dancing with her. He make her twirl. Mini noticed Cutler's presence. She waved him. Cutler also smiled and wave her back. The peoples smiled looking at them passing by. Their innocence make them smile. Cutler stared her carefree face. His anger and stress are vanished by looking at her innocent face. He don't want to interrupt her enjoyment but he has to bring her here because he saw some peoples whispering about her and gazing lustfully . He wear his raincoat and come outside.

Cutler: Mini...Mini...stop.

Mini: Hey Cutler...look how much fun we're having. come join me.

Cutler: Mini...it's not good to drenched in rain such a long hour. let's go inside.

He said while covering her with another raincoat. He gave a death glare to the people. They got scared and leave the place.

Mini: Cutler plz. just one more minutes.

Cutler: Not even a moment. Come. enough of enjoying.

Mini: Cutler please....Cutler.

Cutler's office, Cutler entered while pulling Mini's hand lightly and Mini was following him with a pout.

Cutler: Mini, When will you listen to me? Now sit here quietly.

 Mini sat there with pouted lip. Cutler called one of his butler to bring a towel. He handed over him and leave the place. Cutler approached Mini and started to dry her hair with the towel. He realized that Mini isn't answering anything. He called his name. She didn't respond him. She stand and moved from there. Cutler was confuse. He was calling her name but she was not saying anything. She was moving here and there to avoid Cutler. And Cutler is also roaming behind her to talk to her. But he got tired, so he stop suddenly and hold Mini to stop her roaming.

Cutler: Mini, stop.

But Mini being Mini. She look at him and blow her mouth like a balloon.

Cutler: Mini...You have to lis... waite what is this? (noticing her face) Why are you making this weird face? (raising his brows)

Mini: I am angry and I don't wanna talk to you. Hummppphh (again made that face and sat on a chair)

Cutler smiled on her childish behavior. He called her softly.

Cutler: Mini..

Cutler sat beside Mini. Mini crossed her arms and moved her face in other direction.

Cutler: Mini look at me.

Cutler said in a sweet voice.

Mini: Unnnhuhh...(moved her face in negative).

Cutler: Please...

Mini glared at Cutler. Cutler taken aback because of her sudden turn. Mini again look at opposite side. Cutler was too helpless. After all Mini is angry with him. He was always least bother about another's feeling. But Mini's Childish anger is now matter for him most. He came and sit Infront of Mini on his knees and hold her hand.

Cutler: Mini please don't get angry.

Mini: Why should I not get angry? You ruined all the fun.

Cutler: Mini, It was necessary. 

Mini: I can understand that there must be a reason of your anger. But you can tell me nicely.

Cutler realized that he behaved rude to her.

She again make ballooned face. Cutler hold her hand and said, "I know Mini. I behave rudely to you. Actually I was disturbed. I'm sorry. I promise I'll never repeat this again. Please forgive me."

Mini looked at her but again she looked other side with balloon face. Cutler think something and smirked. He poked her cheeks and burst the balloon. Mini shocked.

Cutler: Balloon is busted Mini.

Mini make a pout. Cutler was smiling. After sometime Mini started laughing unable to hold her anger anymore.

Mini: By the way where is Jack. I told him I'll meet with him.

Cutler's smile vanished and he said, Why you want to meet with Jack? I mean he is an illiterate. You are doctor. You both won't tune nice.

Mini:  He is so intelligent and his sense of humor is good. He can cope up with youngsters.

Cutler: That's fine but....wait a minute...What do you mean by that? I'm also young and I can also cope up with youngsters.

Cutler is about to say more but Mini starts giggling and said, You and young?

Cutler raised his eyebrow and about to say something but Mini interrupt, "Hawww!!! Cutler!! You have whiteness on your hair. You are getting old."

Cutler: What??? (Run to the mirror) Where it is? Wait...(realizing something) I'm wearing the wig and ...Mini!!!

He turned but at the spin of time Mini ran from there while laughing. He again look at the mirror and stare himself. Percival entered.

Percival: Milord.

Cutler: Percival, Am I look too old?

Percival confusingly look at him for these sudden question.

[sykhan048]

You entangle me, these black eyes, with your black magic. I am all yours, embrace me, Oh, I am yours. Let us both burn slowly.. Come, let's both meet in such a way, That our feet don't touch the earth.

[sykhan048]

Your Beloved...(Chapter 29)

Captain Jack Sparrow was perplex look at Mini. Mini look at him and screamed, " AAAA!!! Captain Jack Sparrow!!!"

"AAAAAA!!!!" Jack sparrow also screamed. Mini ran to him. Jack steps backward.

Mini: Captain Jack Sparrow! What a plesent surprise! OH God!!! Jack, I wanted to meet with you and here you are. Infront of me!! I don't believe this. Can I pinch you? Jack: What? Mini didn't wait and pinched him. Jack: Aghh!! Mini: Oh your in real!! AAA!!

Jack: Who are you? (Rubbing the pinched area)

Mini: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Mini. I mean Dr, Soudamini Sen.

Jack: Doc? Never seen before. But why are ya here? Did ya firnd any paitient?

Mini: Oh no. Just watching the beauty of the sea. What about you?

Jack: oh...yeh... Actually I need a ship. To go for trade. (With an attitude)

Mini: yeh, I know police are searching for you. Don't worry I'll help you to escape.

Jack wide his eyes for a while then he change his expression to his usual one.

Suddenly he saw some police and he moved the ship in other direction. There was many hustle bustle. Mini was enjoying the ship ride.

Mini: Wow it's awesome! You are too good!

Jack: This ship is good. Is it yours?

Mini: No. It's Cutler's.

Jack: WHATT!!!! Cutler Becket?

Mini: Yes. He give me permission. (Mini said casually)

At Port Royal,

Cutler was walking in anger.

Cutler: I told her...I told her not to come Infront of his majesty. But Mini being Mini...Now where had she disappeared nobody knows. What is she upto...who knows? Brainless kid.

At the ship,

Jack: But why did he gave ya this ship?

Mini: Oh, I'm his best friend. He always listen to me.

Jack: Really? Lord Becket make friends? What negotiation he did with you?

Mini: Nahhh!! Nothing negotiating.

Jack: (taking his bottle of Rum) once we had a friendship.

Mini looked at him.

Jack: We first met at Calabar. I was working for EITC. He was really hard working and ambitious person. He is capable to run a company. I don't know how rich and sophisticate people behave, how they dress, how they talk, how they walk. He was the first person who taught me table manners. Now it helps me to fool those policemen. At this matter, I'm gratefull to him.

Mini: Seems like you both had a good relation.

Jack: He was the first one who made me Captain. But I didn't know it was his trap to fulfil his own ambition.

Mini was about to ask something, suddenly "OH NO!!!"

Jack moved the ship suddenly, Mini stumble for the sudden move. She looked behind and find the police officers behind them. Jack keep moving the ship and making the police men confuse and after sometime, they both get far enough from their sight.

Mini said in excitement, "WOW JACK!! THAT WAS SUPERB!!

Jack laugh.

Mini saw the P mark on his hand.

Mini: Jack, You are not suppose to be a pirate. Then why did you choose this path.

Jack paused for a while and said,

Jack: Because Your best friend didn't leave any other option for me.

Mini: (sigh) I can understand.

Jack: (looking at the sea) I'd heard the screams of those cargo, I myself felt the same pain. How can I let them suffer.

Mini: You did right to release them. (patting his shoulder) Good job Jack.

Jack smiled to her. Jack said while sipping his rum, " He didn't listen to me once"

Fb

After freeing the cargo, Jack arrested and brought Infront of Cutler. Cutler was boiling in anger. He came to Jack and asked in his cold voice, "Did you freed them?"

Jack looking to Cutler's face and answered , Yes I did. Cutler looked away and press his finger's on his forehead in frustration. Jack continues.

Jack: Sir, The cargos are not suppose to slavery. It's the most flirtiest things ever.

Cutler's blood is boiling. "I DON'T CARE!" He almost shout, which always be in clam voice.

Everyone shivered there place by hearing the roaring voice for the first time. He rush to Jack and hold his collar, "Why did you do that?"

Jack: Sir, I can explain this to ya.

Pnewallow: Mr. Becket. I helped you when your own father abended you. I saved you from those pirate. This is how you repay this? This put the black mark on your career, I myself will make sure that you won't get any promotion.

Saying this Penewallow leave this place in anger.

Jack: Sir, Just listen to me once. I had a valid reason.

Cutler pushed Jack. He closed his eyes and inhale deeply.

Jack: Sir, He is using you for take and grant. He in using your source and power for his own greed. We are suppose to do trade not in slavery business.

Cutler: SHUT UP! JUST SHUP UP! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING. YOU RUINED MY CAREER, YOU RUENED THE ONLY CHANCE TO PROVE MY... PROVE MY WORTH TO JONTHON BECKET!"

Jack: You also betrayed me Cutler Becket. You said that ship was your personal ship but you hide the secret room for cargo. You are also a traitor.

Cutler: I didn't do anything wrong.

Jack: Just Listen to yourself Sir! You impure the ship by doing the filthiest business ever. They are humans for god sake! Cutler looked at the Ship. It was old ship, but it has very beautiful potentials. He stare the ship for a while and said , "you love the ship, right Jack? You destroyed my dream. I'll snatch your position, your title...your ship. I'll make your life a hell." Cutler said this as if he is lost. As if he is not in sense.

Cutler: Burn the "wicked winch".

As soon as the the order came from his roaring voice, Everyone rushed to fulfil the order. Jack saw this. He got scared. He got restless.

Jack: Sir, Don't be mad. Just listen to me once. You are doing wrong.

Jack was continuously pleading. Cutler's face has blank expression. He is not hearing any word of Jack. Seems like he is lost somewhere. His eyes are feliing with aggression. Jack saw his beloved ship is burning Infront of his eyes. He felt someone uprooted his heart from his body.

Jack shout in pain and said to Cutler, "You bloody baster! Whatever the pirate did with you was absolutely correct. Your dad did absolutely right to not saveing you."

Jack said without knowing the deept meaning of those word, But now Cutler completely lost his control.

Cutler: SHUT UP....JUST SHUT UP....!!

Cutler rush to the fireplace and take something from them. He is holding a burning alphabet. It's like P . He approaching to Jack. He was looking like a maniac. Jack's flesh is burning and making mark of P. He was screaming in pain. Cutler pressed this more to Jack's skin. After sometime he pull the P away from Jack.

Cutler: DID YOU FEELING THE PAIN? I ALSO FELT WHEN YOU....(pause for littler longer. seems Jack dug the old scar of his past) He manage himself and drag Jack to the dock. He point his finger and said, "LOOK THERE YOUR SHIP IS BURNING..."

"NO!!" Jack shout. He pushed Cutler and jumped on the water. Everyone is searching for Jack. Cutler shout, "Arrest the filthy pirate." That was the last word Jack could heard from him. He looked at him. He could see a madness in his eyes. He was tembling in anger. Jack still remember that aggression in his eyes before drowning under water.

Fb ends.

Jack: I have to go, Doc.

He was about to go. But Mini called him. Jack turned.

Mini: Last question, Do you still hate him?

Jack halt for some time and said, I hated and will always hate his decisions from that day till now.

Jack jumped from the ship and go away. Mini stare to his going figure.

Mini: Cutler did this all wrong did without realizing. I'll make him understand.

Cutler is looking tensed for Mini. He was walking restless in his bed chamber. Suddenly he heard a knock. Cutler thought it is Mini. He open the door but shocked to see the person.

The King approached to Cutler and said in stern voice, "Where is that girl?"

"Who?" Cutler casually asked.

At that moment Mini rise from behind of his majesty, putting her index finger on her lip indicating Cutler to keep quit. Cutler saw that in wide eyes.and grasped slowly.

King: You better know Lord Becket. That pirate girl.

Cutler: I.... don't know.

King: Really?

The king said while coming inside make cutler move backward, I saw her at this ship in pirate cloths.

Mini was also came with his majesty by following him.

King: I can sense her...

He turn around. Mini, in the snap of time moved from his behind and go to Cutler. He was searching here and there. Mini huged Cutler. Cutler separate himself.

Cutler: (whisper) Where had you been?

Mini was about to answer then Cutler watch his majesty turning. He lift Mini by her waist and placed her on his bed in order to hide her.

King: I found the news that she is in port royal. I want you to catch her as fast as you can. I want to see her in my prison.

He said while going to the door.

Cutler: Sure Your Majesty. Good bye... have a safe journey.

Cutler closed the door and finally become relax.

Mini: shoo!! That was closed!!

Mini said while muching an apple. Cutler moved to his bed. He give a small smack on Mini's head and said, "Where had you been all day? Do you know how much tensed I was? And why are you wearing this cloths? who gave you these?"

Mini rubbing her head, "Ouch! Relax Cutler. I was with Captain Sparrow."

Cutler: Sparrow!! Jack Sparrow??? you were with that Pirate Jack Sparrow all time??

Mini: Aghh!! stop screaming. You are going to make me deaf.

Cutler: Whatever, You were with Jack. The most wanted pirate. That means he is still in port royal. I have to catch!

Mini: whoa... whoa...whoa...Wait. (holding his hand) Where are you going?

Cutler: I'm going to arrest him. Now let me go.

He free his hand from Mini's grip and rush to catch Jack.

Mini: Come on Cutler. He is really sweet. I liked him a lot.

Cutler halt for a sec.

Cutler: You like her?

Mini said this casually but when she saw cutler she can sense a pinch of jealousy in him. Mini thought to do some mischiefs.

Mini: Yes. He is my hero.

Jack: HERO!! In which angle he looks like a hero?

Mini: Just look him with my eyes. oh what a conversation it was!

Cutler: Conversation! What did he said to you??

He said while raising his one brow.

"ISSHH!!" Mini ran from there while acting like she is blushing. Cutler was totally perplex. After some time he came to his sense and ran behind Mini while, "Mini, What did he said to you? Mini please tell me...MINI!! wait!!"

They both are running at the Endeavor ship. Here a mysterious person was glaring them.

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[luciadiosa]

Jade Princess

Pirates of the Caribbean

Cutler Beckett x fem!reader

WIP!

Chapter 1: Then i am the greatest fool

Chapter 2: Hopefully I won't faint because of your generosity

Chapter 3: As long as you like it.

Chapter 4: I'll ditch every single pirate for your captivity

Chapter 5: I am almost flattered

Chapter 6: The feeling of regret

Chapter 7: You shouldn't be out here!

Chapter 8: You lose yourself in his steely eyes.

Chapter 9: Do you have no heart at all?

Chapter 10: It's almost a smart move. A good Deal.

Chapter 11: Is that what you did when you turned down his brother's proposal?

Chapter 12: It felt like treason

Chapter 13: How deep had you fallen Out of fear. Out of love.

Chapter 14: The Jade Princess. Feared by many pirates. Butcher of Porto Santo.

Chapter 15: Ready the ship.

Chapter 16: So you are the one

Chapter 17: I am not a fool. I don't do anything rash

Bonus:

Wedding Night 1.1 (Smut) Wedding Night 1.2 (Smut)

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Enchanting Mermaid

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Prolouge

Some say mermaids are beautiful. So beautiful they corrupt sailors with their look and holy voice. With singing and false promises. Some say how cruel and merciless they are. Clawing through flesh and soul of a good man on boat. Pulling him into the deep blue sea and fed on them.

Maybe they are both. He couldn't say if she was the beautifulest creature he ever saw. Neither her cruel temper was shown again after the first time.

He remember the day of their first meeting.

"Pirates!!", shouted one man. The other ship stood no chance and his crew entered it.

"They say they have a mermaid on board." one man reported to him.

Beckett looks to the faces of the captured pirates and than nodded "Where is it?" he asked.

His commodore got him under deck. The smell of men, sweat and dead burned in his nose as he crosses the empty barns and cargo. Dead fish, dry fish, plenty of alcohol and other things.

The man in front of him opened a wooden door. Beckett took a step in.

His eyes caught the bare naked back of a woman first. He saw the bones of her shoulders. Her hair hung over them. Just some red marks on the skin. Maybe from a whip. Becketts eyes followed her spine down.

Legs. Two normal human legs. No fish tail.

The woman sat on the ground. Now he regocnized the dirty rosty chains around her neck and wrists, as he came near her.

A captured woman. Nothing more. He didn't want to imagine what they did to her.

"Guess the pirates misstaken a woman for a mermaid. Must be the rum." he just said.

"Orders, Sir?"

Beckett tilted his head to look at her face. Her hair covered most of it.

"She's a victim. We take her with us to the next harbor." Beckett answers and leave them alone.

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Beckett focused on her as he dropped some sugar in his tea. The woman sat across the table. Her shoulders down. Her eyes frigthend. She didn't look at him.

After they bathed her, treated her wounds and gave her some clothes Beckett could look at her face. Even if she avoided to look at him he could saw her eye colour. A beautiful [your eye colour] which only lost its light.

The woman was silent. Not a word came over her lips and Beckett wondered if she could even talk after she didn't even answer one question. Not even her name.

He sighed. "Look, maybe we can write some relatives of you but I need informations."

She just looked to the small window. The sun reflected on the surface of a bright blue sea.

"You unterstand me. Maybe you can show me where your family lives." Beckett stood up with his tea cup in hand and walks to the big map.

He waited a few second. After no reaction of her he looked to the window too.

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The next days he layed an eye on her. Watching her habits and reactions.

The sun and the hot weather on deck was to much for her. He saw her just some couples of minutes on deck and as soon she looked tired and exhausted she got under deck.

In this couple of minutes she stared at the sea. Not the horizon. The blank sea next to the ship like she want to jump into it right now. Beckett ordered to guard her on deck.

Sometimes he heard her humming a melodie. The sailors listened and he caught himself getting distracted by this little sound. Even entchanted.

He caught himself more than once tracing her and her body with his eyes. More than once he looked at her lips. Trying to get a glimpse of a smile.

With a shook of his head he banned the thoughts. But her song always enters his mind everytime.

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It was a heavy storm. The ship was swinging from one side to the other.

"Miss!" a soldier shouted after her.

The woman took the chance of chaos. As he walked over deck she got rid of the clothes. Taking that one minutes to jump off the ship and be free again.

Her eyes pinned on the rail. The rain hits her skin. In the moment she touched the wood of the rail a soldier grabbed her on the arm.

A heavy wave broke into the ship. It sway to its backboard side befor the wave crushed on deck. Soaking through the fabrics.

The water flows off the ship and let it free off its claw.

The rumbling of the soldiers voice let Beckett and Mercer appear. The frightend soldier springs on his feet. "She....she is a mermaid." he said.

Beckett glanced fom the woman with legs to the soldier. "Mercer. Get her in my quarters." Beckett decided.

His right hand put his coat around the woman and pulled her with him.

"If anyone will loose a single word about that moment, you will loose your positions or more." Beckett warned them. He didn't want rumors and he didn't want attention to her. He didn't even know what to do right now about this possibility.

[sykhan048]

She is a very beautiful lady,

I started to lose myself in her beauty.

I was intoxicated without even dinking,

She is my beautiful lady,

I'm going to lose myself in her beauty.

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Enchanting Mermaid

Masterlist: Enchanting Mermaid

Part 1 (I beginn hear to write "you" instead of she)

He kept you inside his quarters. Most of the time you weren't allowed to go on deck. Just on his side.

On that night he reads through a book of myths and legends. His stormy eyes fells from the drawing to the woman which upper body lays on the table. The eyes closed.

"Let see if it is true..." he whispers.

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He promised you to let you go in the next harbor. You were an undesireable guest. A mouth more to feed. Even if you eat just the most nessacery and not more.

But now....

It was Mercer who guards you over deck. Had a look on you. And it was he who guiding you in Becketts quarters.

Your eyes widen. A tank filled with water in one corner of the room. Big enough to store a small shark or some turtels. Made of glass and wood.

"No....!" you shout.

"Ah. Finally she speaks." Cutler Beckett notice calmly in one corner.

"You know what they say about mermaids." he begins.

"They are excellent swimmer. The heat of the sun is exhausting for them. Week as humans and cruel as beast. A melodie on their lips which enchants and betreys everyone. "

Your eyes are pinned at him. The book in his hand get closed and placed on the table. He takes a step near you. "Should I continue? Some of them are to perfect for you."

You don't know what to respond. So Cutler Beckett just nodds to Mercer.

The man ripps off the few clothes and pulls you to a little wooden stair next to the tank. You tried to escape his gribb. Every limb and body part pressed against in defence. But one last second and the cold water, freshly poured into it, encloses your body.

Beckett takes some step and watches you and your transformation. The beginning of the fish tail instead of legs. Little colourful scales on your skin which would shine in the sun. He stops in front of the tank and his eyes caught yours.

Here is the proof. Swimming in fear. As soon as you reach the surface with your head Mercer shut the wooden lid down. You shrug backwards.

"A real mermaid in my hands." Beckett realize it.

"What will you do with it?" Mercer asks.

His master bend forward to look closely. "Well, i could sell her. Present her to the king. Or i just keep her as own amusment." he answers. It is the first time he sees one. Has one. So he has to decide carefully.

"As long as i consider what to do...she remains under my posses. Noone is allowed to see her. We will now start rumors. We will need a big blanket to cover the tank." he orders.

While Mercer leaves Cutler watches you. He follows your movement with tilting his head in the same way.

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Jade Princess Bonus: Wedding Night 1.2

Wedding Night 1.1

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1. Chapter

Attention! Smut ahead! If you don't like, or gets triggered by sex don't read it.

Your abdomen will begin to move slightly with his fingers. Like a longing for more. An impatient walking up and down. When he decided you were ready, he takes off his boots and pants.

So that he only wears his shirt and wig. He positions himself above you and between your legs. For a moment he looks into your

y/c eyes. His gaze gets so caught up in yours that outsiders would describe it with love paired with lust.

Then he penetrates you. Slowly and with pleasure. He closes his eyes and gasps.

Until he comes to a resistance. He had doubted, but you actually seem to be a virgin. He would never say it, but he was proud to marry such an honorable woman and he felt honored to share this moment with you and be responsible for it.

Smiling, he kisses your forehead and fumbled for yours with his left hand. He hooks his hands together before he goes on and pierces your innermost. Your body flinches for a moment.

The grip of your fingers tightens around his. Only when he notices that it is loosening up again does he move faster in you.

You’re moaning in the kiss, makes him even more brisk. He thrusts deeper and harder into you and you tilt your head back in such a way that the kiss is broken.

You moan. Eyes closed. Cutler gasps against your bare neck. His hand won't come off yours. Instead, yours wanders between you so that you can touch yourself. Even if you never had sex, the feeling wasn't alien to you.

The Lord let you go. With the interaction of both penetrations, you feel yourself getting closer and closer to redemption. At the moment when you have reached your climax and everything is tightening around his penis, he too plunges deeply into it and pours itself into you with a moan. Both of your hands cramped in the orgasm.

Cutler leans down on you, panting. Not willing to withdraw yet. He kisses your cheek and puts his forehead against your temple. You also have to regulate your breathing.

“It's always nice when a business pays off.” You joke as he rolls to the side of you and lies next to you. He lies down over his dry lips and has to smile.

You crawl under the covers, turn to him and snuggle up to him. His head on his chest. He looks at you in surprise.

For a business relationship, that's a lot more affection than he expected.

“You don't want to push me back after my first time. Give me this one moment. Please.” You whisper. “Once.” He replied softly and put his arms around you.

It shouldn't stay that one time. The more you share with each other, the more you grow together and the more he was able to let it go. Not only that.

In one night, you are intimate. He had his arms around you. You was riding him till he lifted his body to wrapp his arms around you. But then, you slipped his shirt over his head and his wig off his head.

He avoided being seen that way. His scars. Be me It just reminded him of the past. His deep hurt feelings. The resentment he felt against his family. His vulnerability.

But there you are. Digging for more. You look carefully at your husband. His short brown hair. You feel all the scars. It is the moment when he finally surrenders to you. His gaze sinks into yours. His hands on your back to hold you.

You kiss his lips and then press his head against your body to rest your head on top of his. Beckett melts under the affection you give him.

This love that he still believed he didn't deserve. Because so far, you had given more in this marriage than he did. He always acts like it is just good business.

You actually made it a marriage instead of a business deal.

It didn't matter if it was the little attentions, you bring him. The tea, pastries. A break in between. Whether you take it off paperwork. You read in peace in the living room or became intimate.

The little kisses on the back of the hand, cheek and forehead. Little things. Not too much. Just for both of you. But it worked. Even if one or the other discussion was held.

That's it! I hope you liked it. I was happy to write it and maybe I will continue on another time.

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